Page 21 of Mine for a Moment

“Look at me,” he commands, slowing down the pace as he moves closer, his face inches from mine. “You’re doing so good, Serenity.So good.Do you have any idea how wet you are for me? You feel fucking perfect.”

He sounds so proud of me, so appreciative, like I’m some kind of miracle he has the honor to witness, and it does something to me, makes me want to please him.

“Let go of that control you love so much, darling. Give it to me, let me take care of you.”

“Oh God,” I whisper as my body obeys his commands. My back arches, and his eyes darken as my moans become more incoherent, my hips moving with him involuntarily.

“Beautiful,” he whispers. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, Serenity. Look at you, baby.” He increases his pace, his fingers moving faster, harder. “You’re my every dream come true, you know that? Come for me, darling. Give me what I’ve been dreaming of.”

My head falls back as my muscles contract around his fingers, the strongest orgasm I’ve ever felt washing over me, wave after wave, the feelings lingering. Archer smiles and presses a soft kiss to my shoulder. “Good girl,” he whispers. “I knew you could do it.”

Emotions suddenly overwhelm me, and I bite on my lip, unsure why I’m on the verge of tears when all I felt just moments ago was pleasure. I sniff, and Archer instantly tenses, his head snapping up. Something akin to fear flickers through his eyes, and he pulls his fingers away, eliciting a few final flutters as I involuntarily clench my thighs.

“Serenity,” he whispers, his voice filled with concern. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you anywhere? Was I too rough?”

I shake my head and reach for him, pulling him on top of me, my arms wrapping around his neck. “I’m fine,” I whisper. His weight feels reassuring on top of me, and I inhale shakily when he presses his lips just below my ear. “I just… I’m not sure…I’ve just never felt anything this intense.” I’ve never felt this wanted, this cared for.

“Was it too much? I should’ve…fuck, I should’ve taken it slower.”

“No,” I reply instantly, tightening my grip on him. “It was perfect, Archer. If anything…I want more.”

He pushes himself up on his forearms to look at me, and I try my best to meet his gaze when all I want to do is hide. “More?” he repeats, his tone cautious now.

“I…I wantyou.”

Archer bites down on his lip, and I revel in the way his cock twitches against me, the way his breathing instantly changes. “Use your words properly,” he demands. “Tell me exactly what you want.”

I look into his eyes as I move one of my hands between us, slowly sliding it down his abs, loving the way they tense at my touch. “Archer, I want you to fuck me.”

He inhales sharply when I grab the waistband of his boxer shorts, his gaze searching—for a hint of trepidation, I suspect. He won’t find any. I’ve never been more certain. I want this, and I want it withhim.

“Give it to me,” I whisper, throwing his earlier words back at him, and he groans, the sound needy and delicious. It fuels my confidence, makes me feel comfortable voicing my desires.

“Yeah?” he murmurs, pushing off me to sit on his knees between my legs. He smirks at me as he pushes his boxers down slowly. I gasp, and he looks up through lowered lashes, a pleased smirk on his face as he palms his erection. “You want this?”

I nod, and my heartbeat accelerates as renewed lust unfurls deep inside, blending with a hint of fear when Archer moves back on topof me and lines up his cock. When we came to an agreement, I also told him I’m on the pill, and the look in his eyes when I told him I didn’t want anything between us is the same one he’s wearing now. Pure possessiveness.

Our eyes lock as he pushes the tip in, his breath hitching. “Fuck,” he groans, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “You okay?”

A sexy and entirely incoherent sound leaves his lips when I graze his scalp with my nails and tilt my hips just slightly. “Yeah,” I whisper, grabbing hold of his hair.

He pulls back a little and then pushes deeper into me, and I tense, surprised by the feeling. I squirm underneath him, feeling overly full. “Relax, baby,” he whispers, pausing, his gaze roaming over my face.

“It’s… I’m not sure. It feels like too much, Archer.” I’m too embarrassed to tell him that I can’t take it when I know I physically can. I don’t want him to think that I’m completely clueless, but right now, it truly feels like he won’t fit, like he’ll tear me apart if he pushes any farther into me.

Archer stills completely, his muscles straining as he reaches between us and grabs the base of his cock. I moan involuntarily when he drags it up, pushing it against my clit before sliding back into me just a fraction. “How’s that, darling?” he asks, repeating the motion, until he has me panting.

“Oh God,” I moan, tightening my grip on his hair. He grins, his gaze heated as he leans in and kisses me just below my ear, before moving to my neck, grazing my skin with his teeth before sucking down on it. All the while, he continues to tease me, the feel of his cock against my clit rapidly bringing me to the brink of another orgasm.

“I love these little sounds you make,” he whispers into my ear. “I love that it’s all for me, all mine. Do you have any idea how wet you are for me, sweetheart? How perfect your pussy feels?”

He pushes into me deeper, pulling out and dragging his cock against my clit with every single thrust, his movements faster now, in line with my racing heart.

“Please,” I whisper, becoming lightheaded all over again. “Archer, ohGod. I can’t…”

He laughs, the sound sexy. “You can,” he promises me. “You’re taking my cock so well, baby. Just a little more. Can you take a little more?”

I nod, and he looks into my eyes as he pulls almost all the way back, before pushing into me fully, the sexiest sound escaping his lips when he bottoms out inside me. He’s breathing hard, his entire body tense. “Serenity,” he whispers, my name a plea on his lips. His forehead drops to mine, and he looks at me like I’m the most precious thing he’s ever laid eyes on.

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